Diary Extracts from a Tropical Nomad IV

The drop in temperature as I climbed towards the national park in which the volcano lived was astonishing. I shivered as icy winds licked my fingers. You are never prepared for the cold when you are in South East Asia, you almost forget what it feels like and because your body is so used to being at a balmy 30 C, even the slightest drop renders you a shivering mess.

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The Big Move – Indonesia and Beyond

This move is going to shake my world again. It’s scary but I have learned that if it’s scary for the right reasons it will be exactly what I need. Alongside this faith in the process of growth, the circumstances from which this new future grew were too synchronistic to ignore.